Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

Yin Lang fell into a coma after being led into a crack in the void.

The Void Passage was originally a fast passage that could only be passed smoothly during the Tribulation Transcendence period. His spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness were basically exhausted, and the inexperienced Xu Rong didn't know how to set up a protective barrier. He was rushed by the void wind and fainted on the spot.

When he woke up again, the bloody clothes on his body had been replaced, and there was no sticky and unpleasant smell of blood. Obviously, he had been cleaned up while in a coma.

Underneath is a thick, soft and silky quilt, and on top is a beautifully carved bed top.

Yin Lang stared at the top of the bed for three breaths, turned over and looked across the whole room quickly.

...well, he knows where this is.

His right hand landed lightly on the bed, his feet were slightly cool, he looked left and right and couldn't find any shoes, suddenly a maid in uniform walked in slowly with her head down, walked up to him, knelt down and saluted: "I have seen Taoist Lord .”

There were a total of eight maids in two rows, and the last six were all holding trays with clothes, shoes, accessories, etc. on them, and lowered their heads the whole time without looking at him.

If you look carefully, you can see that the bodies of these eight people are trembling slightly.

Yin Lang's expression became strange.

This formation... Hiss, it's not what he thought, is it?

The first two maids stepped forward, squatted behind him again, and stretched out their hands to change his clothes. One of them pleaded: "Please don't embarrass us, we are just following orders."

Daojun and Daojun were in a delicate mood, and they spread their arms cooperatively.

Hmm... how should I put it, Master Mozun is very used to this kind of treatment, and there will be no awkward resistance in Xu Rong's imagination, and there is no need to specifically threaten him with the maid.

The maid took off the inner garment he was wearing when he was sleeping, and changed him into new clothes from inside to outside.

When she picked up the bright red robe from the tray, she was apprehensive and pleading, her beautiful eyes were misty, and she approached step by step with trembling hands.

Yin Lang's eyes became more subtle, even a little funny.

He shook his head with a smile, and beckoned the maid to come over: "Don't worry, I don't care about this, go ahead and change clothes."

The maid was soothed by this smile, and boldly put the red dress on him.

Yin Lang cooperated enough to raise his hand, and asked with a smile, "Have you changed to a new demon?"

Seeing that he hadn't lost his temper, the maid became more courageous when she saw that he hadn't lost his temper. She pursed her lips and nodded slightly, saying in a low voice, "This Venerable Xu appeared seven days ago. At that time, Venerable Executor was gathering those adults with high cultivation bases in the front hall, Venerable Xu broke in suddenly, and killed Venerable Executor in front of everyone. Anyone who dared to resist him was brutally tortured to death. , and he becomes the new Venerable."

"Oh? How do I remember that you have to go through the feast of the Demon Sect when you change the Demon Lord in the Northern Demon Territory. If you are so powerful, you will directly kill the door, kill the last Demon Lord, and change the king every day. Will the Northern Demon Territory be in chaos? ?”

"That's what I said, but..." The maid gave him a careful look, and lowered her voice, "Maybe the Taoist Lord doesn't know much about the situation in our Northern Demon Realm. The first venerable fell in the Demon Realm, and the rest The Venerable either suffered heavy casualties and was too busy to take care of himself, or he was busy annexing the forces of the Venerable Yan, and it was already a mess... At this time, no one can separate their minds to meddle in the business here."

Yin Lang was slightly surprised: "You know a lot, don't you?"

How could an ordinary maidservant understand the game of the upper echelons of the Northern Demon Territory.

The maid trembled slightly, tears were about to flow out, but she forcibly held back, fear and fear emerged in her eyes.She glanced back at the other seven maids, bit her lip and shook her head violently, begging, "Don't ask any more."

Just as the last layer of clothes had been put on, the maid surrounded him and sat down in front of the mirror, starting to comb his hair.

Only then did Yin Lang notice what they put on him in the end.

A piece of golden red veil as thin as a cicada's wings, covering the previous red dress.

The red yarn is woven from the silk spun out by a red stone spider that is a specialty of the North Demon Region. This red stone spider only lives in a peculiar valley, and the annual production of silk is very small, and it is only supplied to the top three demon spiders. respect.

Yin Lang has never been interested in these bells and whistles, but he saw it once at Yan Guihe's place by chance.

Awesome, this kid can even get this kind of thing in his hands. He didn't have much time to pay attention to Xu Rong when he was in the demon domain. He didn't expect to leave the demon city outside the city. He even killed the original Seventh Demon Venerable.

But... Yan Yan actually died?The forces of the Northern Demon Region reshuffled their cards.

It seems that he has to find a chance to find out what happened in Yaoyu after he was taken away.

Sitting still in the same place was really boring, Yin Lang's thoughts wandered wildly, and finally waited until the maid finished tremblingly, and he casually glanced at the mirror.

"..." What kind of shit aesthetics.

Originally thought that there would not be a big difference in image from his Demon Lord, but he didn't want to just wear an extra gauze and let them trim their hairstyle and eyebrows a little. The person in the mirror was so unfamiliar that Yin Lang didn't dare to recognize him.

Especially at this time, he was sitting bored for an hour, propping his forehead with one hand when facing the mirror, with a look of laziness in his brows and eyes.Putting on this body makes him look quite... people have an 'appetite'.

"……Humph."

Seeing a group of maids trembling and wanting to shrink but not daring to shrink, Yin Lang had no intention of embarrassing these involuntary people, and waved them down.

In the keen hearing of the cultivator, a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar footstep slowly approached in the corridor.The pace is neither too fast nor too slow, and the footsteps are a little heavy, not like ordinary people, but like a cultivator who deliberately puts his footsteps heavy to make people hear him more clearly.

Yin Lang sneered in his heart.

He didn't use the method of using footsteps to create heavy pressure on people hundreds of years ago.

The body leaned back, the long legs overlapped at will, and the sitting posture couldn't be more natural.

He listened slowly to the footsteps approaching the room, and deliberately stopped in front of the door. After a cup of tea, he stretched out his hand and slowly opened the door, allowing himself to appear in the sight of the people inside the room bit by bit.

Yin Lang covered his mouth and yawned.

It's really boring, can this kid move faster, finish the play with him quickly, and he can hurry back to the eighteenth prison to understand the situation and arrange the next move.

In case of delaying his annexation of the Supreme Palace, is the territory of the Seventh Demon King enough to pay for it?

Xu Rong moaned for a long time, and finally finished the process of entering the door.

With a proud smile that couldn't be concealed on the corner of his lips, he lifted his noble chin slightly, and set his eyes on the person in front of the mirror.

He stayed where he was, and the expression management that he had practiced countless times lost control, his eyes filled with amazement, and only the red-clothed figure remained.

Gee.

Sure enough, I really want to dig out those eyes.

Yin Lang lowered his eyes and endured, until he was about to explode when he couldn't bear it anymore, Xu Rong let out an 'ah', and took a step back, as if waking up from a big dream, his eyes wandered unconsciously, and it was difficult to move them as soon as he moved away. Turned back in control, repeating the process over and over again.

Yin Lang had no choice but to speak first to break this cycle: "Disciple, don't you have anything to say to your beloved master?"

He was too steady, with a leisurely and natural posture, and he casually picked up a piece of exquisite pastry from the small table next to him and fed it into his mouth, waiting for a reply slowly, which was completely different from Xu Rong's imagined appearance of resistance, panic, and disbelief.

The big contrast made him froze in place for a moment, opening his mouth to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say.

A suffocation was suffocating in his chest, like a stick in his throat.

Even the aversion to fear made him feel more at ease than Shen Muxuan's current posture.

Can't you see that when you wake up, the environment around you changes drastically?Can't you see the attitude of others fearing me like a tiger and wolf?

Don't you wonder why you are here?Why did the maid force you to change into such clothes?I wonder why they stop you from leaving?Don't wonder why I came to you like this?

Xu Rong was full of puzzlement, he talked to himself for a long time, and reluctantly picked a topic to start: "Don't you feel that there is something wrong with yourself?"

"You said sealed spiritual power, I know."

and then?

If it wasn't for maintaining his image, Xu Rong would almost go crazy.

Is there something wrong with your reaction?

However not then.

Yin Lang lazily yawned again, feeling drowsy rising up uncontrollably.

Xu Rong clenched her fists, tried to suppress the depression in her chest, and told herself that she couldn't scare the master on the first day... Shit!Does he look a little frightened?

Xu Rong's face turned cold, and he simply smashed the jar: "I'm not afraid to tell you that your cultivation has been sealed by me. This is the palace of the Seventh Demon Lord of the Northern Demon Region. It is heavily guarded outside and has no spiritual power. You If you can’t rush out, just stay here honestly!”

Yin Lang glanced at him, and Xu Rong felt a little anticipation in his heart. What he would say, he would definitely angrily scold me for committing the crime and disregarding...

"Well, I see."

regardless of……

regardless of……

regardless of……

"Bang!" Xu Rong slammed the door angrily and left.

Gee.

Young people, they still don't have enough energy to raise their energy.

After confirming that Xu Rong's aura was far away, Yin Lang's right fingertips showed a dancing black flame, and he lightly tapped the center of his eyebrows.

The breath of the black flame intertwined and resonated with the God-killing Spear. The God-killing Spear, which had been banned for seven days, was being irritable. Three shots pierced through the seal that was not reliable for Yin Lang. The robe fluttered.

Casually saying 'hmm' twice to deal with the complaints of Killing Gun, Yin Lang closed his eyes to sense the changes in his body.

His cultivation base broke through two steps in a row in a coma, and he directly rushed to the Great Perfection of Transcending Tribulation Stage, and a large part of it condensed into a light ball and stayed in the dantian, faintly exuding a terrifying aura.

As long as he gets the chance that the demon lord said, he can smoothly enter the pinnacle of cultivators in this world - the stage of joining the dao.

His Majesty the demon lord is really generous...

Feeling the energy contained in the ball of light in the dantian, Yin Lang couldn't help being amazed.He even suspected that the demon master felt that it would be a waste to dissipate this part of the aura that fell into the realm, so he simply gave it to him directly. ,

He gave away treasures and repairs, and helped temporarily solve the big trouble, so that he can carry out his plan to unify the Northern Demon Region without any worries. With such a big help, I can imagine the one she asked for after thinking about it. Promise is probably not something that can be easily fulfilled, and it may even involve the upper realm...

Thinking of the treasure, Yin Lang flipped his hand, and a complete piece of jade appeared in his palm, but there were several cracks in the middle of the jade, which ruined its beauty.

Yin Lang stared at this piece of ancient precious jade that could make all cultivators go crazy, and he didn't think that it was put into his hands by that traitor on his own initiative.

He pondered for a while, stretched out his hand to knock on Baoyu, and asked tentatively, "Is the Dao of Heaven here?"

A milky white figure slowly emerged three feet in front of him: "What is it?"

Oh, I really called out as soon as I called out.

Amazing.

Yin Lang weighed the precious jade in his palm as a gesture, and Tiandao nodded emotionlessly: "Your."

He quickly added: "Don't make a wish."

Yin Lang paused, and temporarily postponed the question he wanted to ask earlier: "Why?"

The reason why he spent so much effort to collect the seven pieces of broken jade is to wash away the spiritual roots in his body.

Yin Lang was sullen, waiting for Tiandao's reply.

But Tiandao said: "Yuan Qinghe has already used it to make a wish, but it failed."

Without waiting for Yin Lang to ask,? K continued to finish: "Quxi asked Qin Xun to convey to you that there has never been an ascension person in this world. There is no way. Since there is no way to ascend, it is naturally impossible for practitioners from this realm to reach the upper realm."

"The ancient gods can't either?"

"No, because this is against the rules of the avenue. The ancient gods must also be governed by the rules of the avenue."

"But washing away the spiritual roots should not violate the rules. You also admitted that this ancient treasure is already my property, so why don't you allow me to make a wish?"

"Wash away your spiritual roots, I can do it, no ancient gods are needed."

"You want me to use up that promise?" Yin Lang smiled angrily, and leaned back, "Please understand, this is the promise you gave me, and I am the ruler of it. It doesn't matter when I use it or not. You have no right to interfere with my business."

"That's not what I meant."

?k said: "I ask for your help to save this wish when the world is perfected and the connection channel with the upper world begins. Whenever you need your spiritual root, I will wash it away for you, and there is no need to consume the promise. .”

Yin Lang's hard-hearted heart did not waver in the slightest: "You are just the way of heaven in this world. The upper limit of what you give me is limited to this world, but the upper limit given to me by the ancient gods is in the God Realm. This transaction is not equivalent."

"Do not."

A human-like 'hesitation' emotion briefly appeared on ?k, but it disappeared quickly, and ?k said: "The upper limit I can bestow is not related to the world level, but to the bloodline level of the person who is bestowed."

?k said: "What I can give you is equivalent to the ancient gods."

Yin Lang's movement to get some snacks stopped.

"My heart beats faster and my breathing is quicker." ?k said firmly, "You believe my words. Do you agree with my request?"

Yin Lang lowered his eyes for a while, and laughed dumbly: "I'm afraid you are the only one who can say 'request' like 'request'."

He nodded: "I just know that Heaven will not lie. I agree."

The stagnant atmosphere in the room dissipated, Yin Lang picked up a piece of snack lightly, and asked the question he wanted to ask at first: "Why did Xu Rong's strength improve so rapidly in a short period of time? If I judged correctly, Shan Yiling In terms of strength level, he has even touched the edge of the middle stage of the tribulation."

?k said: "Because of the extraterrestrial creatures, that is, the gray mist monsters in your mouth."

"The extraterrestrial creatures attached to the body of the real dragon were attracted by the luck of this world shrouded in Xu Rong's body before the dragon transformation, and left seeds when they sucked the luck. Under the dragon transformation, It was not completely split, but attached to Xu Rong through this seed."

"Its injuries were too heavy, and it fell into a deep sleep after possessing it, but its power merged with Xu Rong, raising Xu Rong's cultivation to the stage of transcending catastrophe."

Yin Lang sneered: "The strength raised by this method, no wonder I can't even hold a single shot."

After a pause, he asked again: "That is to say, the catastrophe of the gray mist monster has not been completely resolved. Once the hidden monster in Xu Rong's body wakes up, it will explode again?"

?k nodded.

"What if I kill Xu Rong now?" Yin Lang said coldly, while paying attention to any changes in the Dao of Heaven.

However, ?k didn't respond at all, as if what Yin Lang wanted to kill was not the Son of Destiny who was protected by ?k in every possible way.

?k nodded calmly: "You can do this, but if you can't destroy the extraterritorial creature at once, but instead alarm it, it will lurk again to anyone who has had contact with Xu Rong."

Yin Lang discovered a detail: "Why don't you call him the Son of Destiny?"

?k said: "Because, he is no longer."

***

Yin Lang slipped away from the Palace of the Seventh Demon Venerable, perhaps now known as Venerable Xu.

From the sphere of influence of the Seventh Demon Lord to the eighteenth prison, the various chaos along the way made Yin Lang deeply understand what the chaos in the Northern Demon Territory is like today.

To his relief, the Eighteenth Heavy Prison did not stop operating because of his brief disappearance, and was still expanding outward in an orderly manner.

When he arrived, Qi Zheng was not in the core palace, Li Wei was buried on the desk by endless documents, Qin Xun ran back and forth to dispatch the internal affairs of the Eighteenth Prison and front-line supplies, occasionally freeing up his hands to help Li Wei handles some documents.

From their conversation, Yin Lang knew that Qi Zheng had brought people to divide the power of the Supreme Palace.

Although it seems that the third Yan Guihe, the fourth Chaoliang, the fifth and fifth Hong, the eighth Umantuo, and the ninth Jiao Yuyu all fell to Yin Lang secretly, but strictly speaking, Yin Lang is just "doing Yan Yan". He chose the latter among the "dog" and "to invest in the powerful Mozun who confronts Yan Yan".

Even Umantha, who signed a contract with him and divided his power to the Eighteenth Prison, under the circumstances of Yan Yan, a huge threat of death, the sudden death of the seventh demon, and the difficulty of the sixth demon It's not that they can't become independent and become the overlord again.

Not to mention the rest of them.

Especially under the premise that he has not appeared for a long time and his life and death are uncertain, in the matter of dividing the power of the Supreme Palace, they will not even give up any benefits when facing Qi Zheng who is not even in the tribulation period.

The interests between demon cultivators have always been based on fists.

Thinking of the "chance" that Long Yu told him, Yin Lang smiled slightly.

It doesn't matter, it's just to beat these guys up again.